Country roads, old theater marquee signsParkin' lots, and billboards flyin' bySpanish moss, little hick town squaresWild roses on a river bankGirl, it's almost like you're there

Oh, every mile, a memory; every song, another sceneFrom some old movie going back in time, you and meEvery day, a page turned down; every night, a lonesome soundLike a freight train rollin' through my dreamsEvery mile, a memory

Red sun down, out across the western skyTakes me back to the fire in your eyesTexas stars in a purple nightNot seein' 'em with you babyOh, they never do look right, no

Every mile, a memory; every song, another sceneFrom some old movie going back in time, you and meEvery day, a page turned down; every night, a lonesome soundLike a freight train rollin' through my dreamsEvery mile, a memory

Funny how no matter where I run'Round every bend I only seeJust how far I haven't come

Every mile, a memory; every song, another sceneFrom some old movie going back in time, Every day, a page turned down; every night, a lonesome soundLike a freight train rollin' through my dreamsEvery mile, a memoryEvery mile, a memoryEvery mile, a memory